'There is no more fighting, the people have conquered; but the
barricades are still kept up, and the people are in arms, more than
ever fearing some new act of treachery on the part of the ex-King.
The fight where I was was the principal cause of the Revolution. I
was in little danger from the shot, for there was an immense crowd
in front of me, though quite within gunshot. [By another letter, a
hundred yards from the troops.] I wished I had stopped there.

'The Paris streets are filled with the most extraordinary crowds of
men, women and children, ladies and gentlemen. Every person
joyful. The bands of armed men are perfectly polite. Mamma and
aunt to-day walked through armed crowds alone, that were firing
blank cartridges in all directions. Every person made way with the
greatest politeness, and one common man with a blouse, coming by
accident against her immediately stopped to beg her pardon in the
politest manner. There are few drunken men. The Tuileries is
still being run over by the people; they only broke two things, a
bust of Louis Philippe and one of Marshal Bugeaud, who fired on the
people. . . . .

'I have been out all day again to-day, and precious tired I am.
The Republican party seem the strongest, and are going about with
red ribbons in their button-holes. . . . .

'The title of "Mister" is abandoned; they say nothing but
"Citizen," and the people are shaking hands amazingly. They have
got to the top of the public monuments, and, mingling with bronze
or stone statues, five or six make a sort of TABLEAU VIVANT, the
top man holding up the red flag of the Republic; and right well